Chapter 943 Ancient Battlefield

Chapter 943   Ancient Battlefield

Thousands of years ago, the Dark Clan colluded with the Phoenix Clan to betray the Phoenix Clan in order to compete for the Heart of Wind, causing a millennium catastrophe. Few survived, and the rest except them all died here.

And they have only one remnant soul left to fight for thousands of years, to protect the heart of Fengli, and to fight for it at the same time, no one is willing to let it go, and die in peace.

"I see, although this woman is beautiful, it's a pity that she is already dead."

The man who spoke lightly just now, after hearing Yun Wu's words, suddenly changed his initial attitude, looking at her with a bit of sharp and chilling eyes.

Yun Wu knew, she guessed right.

"Choose a good place for yourself. With such a large space, just choose a place."

"Hurry up, so as not to delay Lao Tzu's time to kill you!"

Yun Wu sneered, although these remnant souls are no longer their bodies, and their cultivation is not as strong as it was a thousand years ago, but their strength should not be underestimated. In her own words, it is better not to fight if they can quarrel. The most urgent thing is to find Long Qingxie and the others.

"Before he died, where was my friend?" Yun Wu frowned coldly, hoping to get a satisfactory answer.

The Demon King, who had been silent all this time, suddenly laughed, and pointed to the position ahead, "Did you see those six coffins? They're right there."

Hearing this, a turbulent undercurrent emerged in Yun Wu's eyes, and the killing intent suddenly increased. Bai Xue capped without a trace of coldness, but at this moment, all the remnants felt a chill.

Of course, it is impossible for everyone to put her in their eyes.

"Don't be so murderous, they are still a short distance away from death."

"But now we still need to prepare a coffin, which is time-consuming and troublesome." The Demon King looked at the right-wing generals with glinting eyes, "You guys, give up your coffin and let her live in it."

"His grandma, you want me to die in a wrong place, why don't you take out your old bones and see if they are gone."

"The Holy Beast family has donated six coffins, do you still want to make an idea about the coffins of the deity?"

"..."

Yun Wu couldn't hear the words behind, and looked at the neat six coffins in the distance, her forehead was slightly wrinkled, did she know that there were two people living in this coffin?

There was a picture in her mind, a big living person holding a smelly skeleton, that scene was already the limit she could bear.

Several people continued to quarrel, Yun Wu took advantage of their inattention, and went away invisibly, reaching the six coffins in an instant.

"Boom..."

"Snapped……"

A few crisp sounds interrupted the quarrel of several people, and the remnant souls all looked back to her side, and when they saw the scene where the coffin lid was blown off, their expressions completely changed.

"Huh..." A gust of whistling wind galloped away.

The huge and blurry phoenix figure struck her in Lingsuo's air.

The power of magic devoured the fist, and with a gravity punch, the remnant soul was instantly knocked into the air, hidden three times in the air, and almost disappeared.

"He's still a strong man." The left-wing general's eyes darkened, and his tone was uneven.

When he regained his human form, the vague remnant soul form seemed to be merging with the snow. If it weren't for those black eyes and black beard, it would have been completely transparent.

Yun Wu raised her vermilion lips slightly, revealing a clear smile. It turns out that if the remnant soul is hit by a real blow, its own power will be seriously lost.

She stopped looking at him, and looked down at the people in the coffin. At that moment, deep surprise and distortion flashed in her sharp pupils.

Each of them had a skeleton skeleton around their arm, and there was a slight smile on the corner of their mouth. At first glance, that smile actually had a hint of sweetness...

Enough affection, enough ambiguity...

Looking at Nangongyi and Qiye, the corners of her lips slightly raised, looking at Shangguan, Situ Lan, and Meng Bai's happy and sweet appearances, a smile filled the corners of her eyes, and when her eyes touched Long Qingxie, her eyes suddenly changed, Instantly cooled down.

On the opposite side, heavy objects attacked, unstoppable.

With a wave of her purple robe sleeves, the palm of the void hit back, throwing it down suddenly.

"Kang..." There was a loud noise, and the coffin instantly turned into powder.

The people in the coffin still didn't move at all.

Yun Wu's eyes turned cold, she was breathing evenly and abundantly, and she woke up, how could they be unconscious?

"Strength Wu Zong, possessing the power of magic devouring darkness, really surprised me, are you a member of the demon clan?" General Zuo Wing looked at the magic devouring power used by Yun Wu, and was slightly shocked. It was enough to destroy everything in the world. Fortunately, she Not fully awakening that power.

Yun Wu narrowed her eyes, "Is there any relationship?"

"Do they all have to die?"

"Then why talk nonsense?"

"It's more interesting to kill people while chatting. You have such a good power, if you take it for yourself, it is enough for us to live for hundreds of years. Let's chat with you as your thank you gift." Sword, there is no trace of shamelessness.

As her thank you gift, the words are high-sounding, can she refuse these things?

"Hmm..." Long Qingxie, who was lying on the coffin board, moved a little bit. His knuckle fingers unconsciously touched the cold bones, but he got up suddenly in the next second.

Looking at the broken bones, Long Qingxie narrowed his golden eyes slightly, and the dark breath gathered in the palm of his hand. With a little force, the bone foam flew up, and the bone instantly became shattered foam.

"I just found out now that you're okay with this." Yun Wu snorted coldly, seeing Long Qingxie's gloomy face, couldn't help but tease.

"Who did it?" Long Qingxie glanced at the others with dark eyes.

"It's me..." the left-wing general said.

"Boom..."

As soon as the voice fell, the muffled sound spread, and half of the left-wing general's remnant soul had been thrown on the coffin board. The weird Yun Wu didn't catch it at that moment's speed.

Long Qingxie acted as if nothing had happened, Xiemei smiled and looked at Yun Wu, "Little thing, there are so many coffins here, if I choose a few more, I'm afraid it won't be enough."

Yun Wu frowned, this guy is planning to deal with them?

"Speak wild words!" The Demon King yelled, and two vine-like auras struck, stabbing at Long Qingxie like this.

Long Qingxie flipped his palm in an instant, lifted the wind element, and went away like a giant dragon crazily confronting each other.

The two meet, and the splash disappears.

Seeing this scene, the bearded general of the left wing changed his face slightly, "The ones here are all masters!"

"I want to see who prepared the coffin for whom!"

Yun Wu smiled, her thoughts moved, she wanted to summon Little Smelly Smelly and Hong Ling, but found that her thoughts couldn't be conveyed.

what happened?

After two attempts, both failed, the consciousness returned to the Chaos Palace, and tried to communicate with Hei Ao, but the result was still the same, and Hei Ao could not be contacted.

This ancient battlefield has too much masterless spiritual power, and it is because of these residual spiritual powers that she has no way to summon power other than her own.